Delayed Transfer

“Okay, Mr…Mark.  Would you like to go somewhere else to talk?”

“Sure.  We can go over there.”  Mark pointed at Starbucks just beside 7-11 where he used to work.

The man agreed and they both walked toward the café and got a table in a corner after ordering drinks. 

“My employer who is a very rich man wanted details about what happened in the hospital.  Surprisingly, I happened to be acquainted with one of the people involved.  John is the husband of my cousin’s friend and we happened to meet in a party many, many years ago.  To be honest if not for this situation we would have probably never met again.  At first John was hesitant in introducing you to me since he said that you were both at the hospital back then and may not know more that what he knows.”

Robert paused when they heard that their orders were both ready.  They took their drinks and went back to their table.

“I told John that if I’m able to find a lead through him, my employer will be generous with a finders fee.”

Mark drank some of his cappuccino while thinking things through and Robert just waited.

“John did say that we both know the same thing.  Why did you insist on meeting me?”

“It’s a shot in the dark.  My employer is getting desperate and was willing to pay tremendous amount of money for the solution to his problem."

"I’m guessing someone is sick.  May I know your employer’s name?”

“Its actually not a secret.  His name is Donald Dren.”

Mark was surprised. “I knew him! He’s a real estate mogul and business man in California. You are right, he is very rich.”

“Yes he is, and his problem is not a secret.  His wife, Elizabeth, has stage four breast cancer. She was diagnosed three years ago.”

Robert paused a bit while he drank some of his coffee.  It looked like he was personally invested on this situation and not just an agent as he said.  Mark waited for him to continue.

“Elizabeth is my cousin.  We were very close since we were young.  Donald and Elizabeth and the rest of the family were actually preparing themselves since Donald had done everything he can for Elizabeth but then she said that she was very tired.  Then Donald saw the news and hope was re-kindled.  He immediately investigated the issue and here I am, hoping.”

Mark drank the rest of his coffee and then said to Robert his decision regarding this matter.  “I know something about this matter and I can help.  I want to talk to Mr. Dren first.”

Robert face lit up and excitedly said to Mark that they could get to Beverly Hills in an hour and thirty minutes.  Mark agreed and then they went to Robert’s car and drove.

Mark thought about the implications of his decision.  He knew he could earn a lot of money from this but his privacy would be sacrificed.  Not only that, he could very well be in danger.  But he was now very strong.  The skills he had, in his opinion, were over-powered and again, the fact that he could go anytime to his Dungeon was a comfort.  The privacy concern could be controlled simply because he was planning to deal with very rich people and they were experts when it came to their privacy.

They arrived at Donald Dren’s mansion in Beverly Hills and it was humongous.  Mark knew that Donald Dren was very rich because not only was he a land baron, he owned the majority shares of one of the biggest company in California.  Well that was what Google said, but the the mansion was overwhelmingly huge and opulent  It wasn’t gaudy by any means but was something that regular people like him could only fantasize.  When they arrived at the actual door, Donald Dren was actually the one waiting for him.  Mark knew since he saw his pictures on Google.  He was probably messaged by Robert.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Baker.”  Donald Dren shook his hands.

“Good afternoon, Mr. Dren.  Please call me Mark.  Mr. Baker was my father.”  Mark said using a very old and lame joke he hoped could break the ice. 

Donald Dren just smiled and said, “Okay then, Mark.  Let’s talk in my study.” He then led Mark to his office while Robert parted ways with them after a small greeting from Donald.

Mark together with Donald entered a typical office of a rich person as seen on T.V. and movies.  With a huge brown table with two comfortable looking chair in front it and a huge chair at the back where he assumed Donald usually sat.  Book cases filled with expensive looking books.  A table on the side with alcohol and wine glasses and an expensive looking couch and coffee table.  Donald invited Mark to sit on the couch after offering him something to drink, which he declined, instead of the chair in front of the office table.

“Robert informed me that you know something about what happened in the hospital?”  Donald asked directly after they sat down.

“Not that I know something.  I know exactly how it happened because I was the one who did it.”  Mark said directly while looking at Donald’s eyes.  He actually saw Donald got excited and was trying his best to calm down.

“How did you do it?” Donald asked, again trying his best to visibly calm himself down.

“Let’s not beat around the bush, Mr. Dren.  I can cure your wife.  I want three million dollars and I want you to not share anything about me on the media.  I want all of this in writing.“

“I agree!” Donald almost shouted.  “I will go ahead and get my lawyer and do this now.  Can you do it now?”

“Yes, I can do this now.”

“Okay, I’ll go ahead and get my lawyer.  Just wait for a bit, please.”

“Aren’t you worried, that I’m scamming you Mr. Dren?”  Mark asked curiously.

“I investigated what happened on the hospital.  The patients got cured immediately, even the one who was expecting to die that night.  That means that if your telling the truth and do this now, my wife will be cured immediately.  You know who I am.  You will be paid.”  Robert said firmly back at looking like the strong business man that he was.  He called someone on the phone and they waited for two minutes before they heard a knock.

Donald saw Mark’s curious face and said that the lawyer was his brother and was actually in the house.  Donald talked to his brother for a few minutes before his brother left to get some paper work.  He asked Mark again if he wanted to have something to drink.  Mark asked for a can of soda.

After a few minutes, Donald’s brother came back with some paperwork.  It just simply stated that Donald and anybody who knew what’s happening would not share anything to the media.  It also stated that once Elizabeth was fully cured, he will be paid three million dollars.  Mark, Donald and his brother signed it.